#mc snapshot

[tellioari]

new leaf piles in the latest snapshot naturally generate in forests!

in my personal opinion, the new leaf piles are kinda lame if its *just* the dead brown ones. would be nice if there's a biome tinted green variant and a "dry" variant like the one we have rn. looks a bit like poo in the forest atm lol

I will say the brown dead leaves look great in dark oak forests. Looks like the beginnings of the *illusion* of a substrate!

[crumbcraft]

Going live in 30 mins with some Minecraft: The newest snapshot!!

[amanitacurses]

Wisdom

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[myokk]

fast sketch of ominis & fast intro to the ominis longfic I'm working on!! This is going to be the most self-indulgent pride and prejudice ripoff that ever existed, 100% based on the ominis of my oneshot💘

I am just OBSESSED with exploring the idea that he’s a natural legilimens & OBSESSED with the thought that he thinks too much for his own good🫶🫶🫶

Ominis Gaunt has always suspected he is cold-blooded.

It makes sense, really.

He always seems to be cold: frigid, long fingers that are often stiff and difficult to move; goosebumps raising the skin of his arms and the back of his neck any time he walks through the drafty halls of the dungeons; even his eyes, he has been told, are reminiscent of ice. They are apparently quite unsettling. The only time he feels comfortable in his body is when he basks in the heat of the sun.

His earliest memory is of the cold. It went like this: he was four years old: his older brother, Marvolo, had led him outside as a joke, he swore up and down that it was just a small joke, and how was he supposed to know that poor, blind Ominis would not be able to find his way back home? When his parents had finally found him, his frail mother sobbing and holding his tiny, blue, hypothermic body to her chest, Ominis remembers feeling quite perturbed at the disturbance. Couldn’t he just be left alone, in the silent soft snow?

He does not know if he has ever felt warm since.

As he strides through the dungeons, the copious amount of warming charms he casts on himself do not seem to be enough, but he keeps casting them anyways and also: wrapping his wool scarf more tightly around his neck, quickening his pace in the hopes that blood flows more easily through his limbs, wishing that he had remembered his gloves. Winter is always a terrible time of year (this winter more terrible than usual), and every breath of warm air leaves his lips reluctantly. How he wishes that he could just hold on to it a bit longer and yet the warmth leaves him precisely fifteen traitorous times a minute, the frigid air gleefully entering and burning its way down his throat in response. Maybe it’s a punishment of some sort.

His whole life has been defined by punishments and sometimes he preoccupies himself with the thought that it is the only way he can view the world. Most of the punishments are manifested in curses inherited from his family. (His parents and Marvolo insist that they are gifts, but Ominis begs to differ.)

First, his blindness: the only true punishment-curse that even his family rejects: caused by inbreeding, no doubt. He did not cry after his birth and his mother cradled his tiny body in silent arms, lovingly whispering nonsense-evil-Parseltongue to him but when he opened his eyes and she saw a brilliant celestine blue with no iris, she screamed in horror and shattered the frigid peace of the room. His parents tried everything to fix him, make him whole, throwing money at various possible solutions to no avail. Magically induced disabilities are not, apparently, curable by magic.

Ominis is not sure that he hates being blind, although he suspects everyone thinks that he should. It is as much a part of him as his fifteen-breaths-per-minute, and he thinks that vision is not all it’s cracked up to be. He is always terrified at the thought that his tenuous hold on sanity is only due to the fact that he cannot see, until he realizes he shouldn’t be terrified of hypothetical situations that cannot come to pass. He consoles himself with the thought that maybe, if he has had to give up his vision for his sanity, it is a small price to pay. Although, he also thinks sometimes that it would be nice to live a life without any morality holding him back.

He is entirely too introspective, after all.

It is precisely this introspection that is his downfall in this moment (and his cold blood). Ominis is so busy casting warming charms on himself and thinking in circles that he cannot use his wand to help him sense his environment and so he should not be surprised when he crashes into her.

And yet he is. Terribly surprised.

Maybe if he were not so caught up in his own thoughts he could have paid more attention to his surroundings. Instead, he spent too much time ruminating on his reptilian heritage and has now barreled head first into his arch-nemesis.

Rosalie Harris.

The girl who has stolen his oldest friend from him.

The girl who is currently making angry noises as she clambers to her feet and is picking up the things that he has crashed everywhere. Even if he could see, Ominis is not sure he would help her. Helping her would be akin to betraying himself, after all.

“Hey! Watch where you’re - oh, hello, Ominis.”

“Rosalie,” he says shortly, nodding his head where he thinks she might be standing and stepping to the side. He tightens his grip around his wand, feeling the texture of the wood change from rough to smooth as he runs his thumb down it. Smooth where he always seems to worry it, rough where the wood refuses to yield to the brushes of his thumb.

He surreptitiously casts the spell - he has at least done it so many times he no longer needs to say it out loud - and his surroundings light up. Or, he supposes that is the most apt description, considering he cannot actually differentiate between light and dark. He senses Rosalie’s silhouette to his left - she is standing with her arms crossed and her foot taps impatiently as she waits for him.

Waiting for what? he thinks, slightly irritated. She never seems to leave him alone and he wracks his brain trying to think of something, anything he can say to get rid of her.

Maybe if he speaks in Parseltongue, she would finally be scared away for good. He does not really want that second reminder of his family’s curse, though.

His family preferred speaking in Parseltongue with each other, believing the ability made them morally superior to everyone else and Ominis had not even realized until he had arrived at Hogwarts that no, it was not normal. When his name had been called at the Sorting, furious whispers had erupted amongst all the students, and his every step (terrified, confused, unsure - he had still been getting used to using his wand to navigate his surroundings) to the stool at the front of the Great Hall was plagued with a susurration reminiscent of snakes. Except these whispers, sneaking their way into his mind, had been unkind and overwhelming.

(He had not realized in that moment that he was also hearing their thoughts.)

Maybe now, with Rosalie standing in front of him and just annoyingly waiting for Merlin-knows-what, Ominis should use his Legilimency to find out what Rosalie wants. (He hates it, though.) It would not be difficult. (The thought makes him shiver in horror because he doesn’t want to abuse the ability.) He can feel the edges of her mind, her magic, and all he has to do is reach out - she is right there, and -

“Ominis?”

Her arms are crossed, he hears an impatient huff.

Why hasn’t she left him alone yet?

Hadn’t the Hogwarts Express already left the station, bringing all of the students home for the winter holiday? Ominis had thought he would be one of the only students left in the castle, and if he is being honest with himself, he had been looking quite forward to having the place to himself.

Ominis’s winter has just gotten infinitely worse.

Going to Gaunt Manor for the holidays is out of the question (he will not think about the nightmares that have been plaguing him ever since he received the owl demanding he go home), and Ominis does not want to be more of a burden to the Sallows. They already do enough for him over the summer, and Sebastian and Anne have convinced him to go to Hogsmeade with them at least twice over the next two weeks. Besides, with Anne’s curse progressing, Ominis does not want to be in the way.

“Why are you still here?” Ominis asks. He knows his voice comes across as cold as his blood, blunt, but he cannot help himself. Ever since Rosalie arrived - her entrance to Hogwarts also causing quite the stir - Ominis has been intensely annoyed by her presence. She is too happy. Too carefree. Too…well, everything he is not.

And, she does not seem to leave him alone.

Rosalie is always there, always hanging around Sebastian. (Taking Sebastian away.) He even showed her the Undercroft, which had almost caused a rift in their relationship. Ominis could not believe that Sebastian would be so careless, showing someone who for all intents and purposes is crashing her way into their lives, forcing them to pay attention to her. They barely even knew her, and yet Sebastian thought it was a good idea to show her such a sacred place?

(It does not help that she is intelligent, and Ominis has caught himself on more than one occasion about to ask her about her opinion on something before he catches himself.)

“I was looking for you.”

Ominis tilts his head at that and fiddles with his ring. He considers walking away, leaving -

“I mean…Sebastian said that you were also going to be here over the holidays and since everyone else just left I thought -”

“Thought what?” Internally, Ominis winces at the biting tone to his voice. It came out harsher than he intended, his voice loud and echoing through his mind, bouncing off the cold, stone walls surrounding them.

[lisharchivez]

🐦‍⬛Interesting🐦‍⬛Sylus's special "His pose" in glint photobooth that triggers a chat & a moments post : All possible outcomes

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Requirements

Have Sylus unlocked as companion

go to glint photobooth for Sylus . Switch the option to only him and use this pose for him

Then take a photo you want

///The post or message doesn't trigger when MC is present ,so Duo doesn't work (proved by my attempts)

BE AWARE WHILE CLICKING THE PHOTO .EVEN IF YOU DELETE THE PHOTO FROM YOUR GALLERY IN MIDDLE OF YOUR PHOTO TAKING SESSION HE WILL STILL USE THE VERY FIRST PHOTO YOU TOOK NO MATTER HOW BAD THAT IS & the fact that YOU DELETED IT .

this will trigger the chat titled :

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🖤He starts the chat

There are only two options to proceed with

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After this you can see the moment post show up in your TL

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Below are your comment options

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see Zayne's special pose that triggers a chat & post

Please like & re-blog, Help me reach more Lads players who might want to know these

Curious about other posts and chat outcomes from Love and Deepspace? Checks more in my pinned.

Thanks for the support

The End ;)

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[hananoami]

How to tell this man I would be more than willing to lose sleep over it.

[fortunekookie07]

So I just got the reward bunny ears for making x amount of wishes, right? And then I saw a certain couple of outfits while taking snapshots and this sorta happened.

I think yall should just put me in jail. A bunny princess and her bunny butler.

I need professional help, but it doesn't exist. 😅😅😅

Edit!

Ya'll should known this was coming.

A bunny photoshoot!

Featuring Zayne;

Rafayel;

And Sylus;

He's plotting his revenge at me, making him wear bunny ears. All poses were randomly chosen bt dubs

[supvoidchimera]

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[loversdelusions]

Portraits I took in L&DS, because I'm bored and just discovered lighting

...They are so pretty oh my god I am so impressed by the models in this game. and I play on medium.

I think this could be AN AMAZING source for references and lighting I am so sad that my life has grown empty enough for this to excite me.

Anyway MC looks fucking amazing in the last two photos, probably cause Sylus can't steal the show if he isn't there. Also, I am so pissed cause this new event tricked me into taking an amazing photo and then slapped that dumbass border on it I'm so sad about that.

Also Rafayel looks like he's either about to kill her or kiss her. Can you guess cause I cant

[fearforthestorm]

https://www.minecraft.net/en-us/article/minecraft-snapshot-23w07a

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once again, it's snapshot day!! 23w07a is a big one, adding the sniffer, as well as the recently announced cherry blossom grove and archaeology!

Sniffer:

The Sniffer is a passive friendly mob and cannot be tamed or trained

New plant added - the torchflower, which is planted on farmland and can be crafted into dye or used to breed sniffers.

Cherry Grove biome:

Generates in mountains, like the meadow biome!

Adds the cherry wood set, saplings, leaves, and "pink petals" (the cherry blossom carpet block).

Archaeology:

The new brush, a craftable tool, is used to extract pottery shards from suspicious sand!

Pottery shards can only be found by brushing suspicious sand and can be crafted into a decorated pot! One brick can be used in place of one pottery shard in crafting a decorated pot, and pots can be broken to get the shards back.

Other changes:

Jukeboxes can now interact with hoppers and droppers!

Horse breeding has been updated to no longer bias speed, jump height, and health towards the average!

for the full technical breakdown and not just my layman's summary, the official minecraft.net article is linked above! (and, hey, sorry to self promo but I'll probably load up a snapshot world and stream on it tonight, if you feel like dropping by my youtube!)

[666writingcafe]

A Little Misdirection

Belphie

I know about ice cream trucks.

I know about a lot of human world things, actually. Even if I didn't do some research before we left--which I did, because I know that the human world has changed a lot since my last visit--I would have gotten some information from Satan. He's been spouting random facts and going on tangents ever since Lucifer told us we were going to see MC. Something was bound to stick in my brain one way or another.

The truth is, I wanted to hear MC laugh. It's become one of my favorite sounds. They tend to laugh when my brothers are being silly, so I thought suggesting that the human world sells magic ice cream that transforms your mouth into a musical instrument would do the trick.

And it did. Surprising, considering how they reacted the first time I tried to misdirect them.

A lot has changed since that encounter. Mainly, my feelings towards MC. My initial plan was to kill them once they released me from the attic, and now I'm resting my head on their lap and allowing them to run their fingers through my hair.

Love is an interesting thing. Sometimes, it likes to hide in the shadows for months on end before suddenly deciding to pounce, hitting you with everything it's got all at once.

The first time I found myself caring about MC was when they told me about the nature of their pacts. Even the lowest level of demons know that pacts are meant to be consensual, so the fact that any of my brothers would force a human into one is appalling.

At the time, I thought that I was merely upset at them for breaking a fundamental rule, but now...

I was upset for MC.

I've come to realize that some of my later actions were fueled by jealousy. I wanted to be the one closest to them. After all, I felt like no one knew them better than I did, given how long I spent inside their head. It was toxic, I know. No healthy relationship can happen out of jealousy.

I knew that MC had to develop a relationship with me on their own terms, but I never thought it would become so intimate. I assumed I would sit on the sidelines and watch as others expressed their feelings towards them. Simultaneously lamenting my circumstances and scolding myself for my actions.

But that's not what happened.

Perhaps one day MC will pick someone to settle down with. I've narrowed it down to three possibilities, and I'm not part of any of them. In the meantime, however, I will enjoy the experiences I have with MC, because there will come a time where I won't be able to be as close to them as I currently am.

[semipreciousgemstonejade]

Cuteness Crush - cuddle the adorable pets with Zayne!

Me:

I want more events and stuff to do with the boys.

Also me:

Daddy, chill.

They better do them damn prompts properly because Sylus' were worse than Raf's.

[foxbewwies]

@clovercrafted and @clustercraft both rbd some victorian-style black and pink houses (it's AI art but hhhhhh) and it inspired me to try a little something. Today is a bad pain day so I couldn't get very far but I think it's a rly cool palette!!

My takeaway from this is that we need black trapdoors on minecraft stat, because it's the only thing stopping me from being able to make the entire frame black (I know I could've used slabs for the trim but it's just not the same, y'know?)

[lisharchivez]

I'm now Accustomed to-❄️ Zayne snapshot moment post all possible outcomes

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Requirements

[Based on my observation]Once you unlocked snapshot related moments and raised affinities on higher scale. this will show up randomly in your feed. it feels like a follow up post. [Feel free to correct me if i am wrong in comments]

He posts This

Likes from Greyson or Yveonne doesn't show up even if you are late

Here are your comment options

Outcomes :

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Speaking of snapshots heres some excusive zayne posts 1️⃣ 2️⃣

Curious about other posts and chats outcomes too? Checks more here. Like & follow for more

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[atoneotome]

sooo…

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I’ve decided to spend money and get the matching companion outfit for my in-game mc…

…and they look so cute together! 🥹

I think I’m now totally obsessed with their matching outfits! 🥰

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(this is a continuation of a previous post…)

[fortunekookie07]

I just got this achievement, and I didn't even know it was a thing. They reward you for getting a pic pose wrong. Love that!